Page 69 of Pretty Little Psycho

I place a gentle kiss against her thigh, and she twitches. “I’m going to need you to stay really still, Firecracker. Zeus doesn’t like any sudden movements.”

“Who the fuck is Zeus?” Before she can fully allow herself to panic, I run my finger down her wet slit. She shudders and rolls her hips. “Atlas… you’re fucking insane. But how can I not say yes to your crazy when you touch me like that?”

I chuckle and slide off the bed. “Because you’re just as fucking crazy as me, pretty girl.”

I go to the center island and reach deep inside the case that hides below it. As soon as I stick my hand in, I feel Zeus wrap around my arm and tighten. “It’s okay, killer. It’s me,” I coo.

When I turn around to face her, she scurries back against the headboard, her eyes as wide as saucers. “What… what the fuck is that?”

I stalk toward the bed with Zeus slithering around my arm, the length of him hangs down to the floor. “This is how we establish trust, Maur.”

Maureen

A fucking snake? No, not just any snake. A fucking poisonous king cobra snake. Of course, Atlas would keep one of the deadliest predators as a pet. I seriously need to rethink my life choices.

“Please, put him back, Atlas,” I beg. I can’t stop my legs from shaking. Its black and white scales seem to glow as it slithers around Atlas’s naked body. How he isn’t afraid is beyond me. That thing could kill both of us in seconds.

Atlas takes another calculated step forward. “Don’t move, pretty girl. He doesn’t know you yet.”

How can I not move? I’m fucking trembling. “Why are you doing this?” I whisper, afraid that even my voice will startle the feral reptile that clings to his arm.

Atlas climbs onto the bed slowly. He’s only inches away now. The snake’s body is so long it touches the ground. “In about twenty seconds, he’s going to latch onto your thigh and bite you. Do not panic. It will hurt a lot, but it will be worse if you freak out.”

Um, what? I’m dead. Atlas is certifiable. He’s lured me up here to feed me to his pet snake. Fuck. I want to run but the cobra fans out his neck as he eyes me. I won’t get away in time. “No. I don’t want this. What the fuck? You think this is going to make me trust you?”

“I control Zeus, not the other way around. He’s a predator like me. But the venom in his fangs is rare. I haven’t let anyone have a taste. Not even Riot or Valentin. After he bites you, I’ll coax him off, put him away, and suck the poison out.” Atlas’s arm flexes as Zeus snaps forward.

I flinch and curse under my breath. “I don’t understand the point of this.”

Atlas smiles. “I want this bond with you. There’s nothing more intimate than this. To be at our most vulnerable and trust each other completely.”

Fuck. He looks so beautiful holding that snake. I don’t know what it is about these guys that make me do things I’d never do. I always want to give in to them. “I’m scared,” I whisper.

“I know.” When he lowers his arm, Zeus hisses and slithers down onto the bed. “The poison will paralyze you for a moment. But I promise, I’ll suck it out before it’s too late.”

Not the most reassuring sentiment I’ve heard. Fucking hell. Why am I doing this? I inhale short steady breaths as I watch his snake make its way toward me. When its scaly body rubs against my leg, I almost lose my entire stomach. I suck in a deep breath and secretly wish I could just black out.

“You’re doing so good, Firecracker. Just relax,” Atlas whispers. He still holds onto part of Zeus, but I seriously doubt how much power he really has over him. Will he really be able to stop this creature from eating me alive?

Zeus jerks his head a few times and it takes all my willpower to keep still. He flaps his neck and lets out a loud hiss. Oh, fuck.

I buck my hips as his sharp fangs sink into the inside of my thigh. A stifled scream unleashes from my throat. The pain is excruciating. My insides burn so hot I can’t breathe. I’m going to die. I’m such an idiot.

Through my blurred vision, I glimpse Atlas leaping off the bed with the snake. At least I think I do. I can’t hear anything. My tongue feels like a weight I can’t lift. Fuck. My life is in his hands.

When Atlas returns, he’s on me in a flash. I don’t feel his lips at first, but I can see them pucker around the fresh snake bite. It makes my skin tingle and sweat.

“I got you, Firecracker,” he murmurs. The grooves of his tongue feel like sandpaper against my raw flesh. I can’t tell if I’m crying but my face feels wet. Or maybe I’m bleeding from my eyes.

Atlas doesn’t seem alarmed. The harder he sucks, the more feeling returns to my body. I blink a few times and the room is sharper. Clearer. I take a deep breath and release it slowly while he laps at my wound and all around it.

“Mmm, so fucking good.” He drags the tip of his tongue up my thigh and across my abdomen. “I want you to fuck my mouth, pretty girl. Rub that sweet pussy of yours all over my face. You did so good. You deserve to cum.”

I let out a moan as he flicks his tongue between my pussy lips. “Fuck me hard,” he begs.

The room seems to spin as he thrusts the entire length of his rough tongue deep inside my pussy. I grab onto his head and thread my fingers through his blond locks.

He hums inside me as he digs his fingers into my ass cheeks and pulls me taut against him. I let him rock me up and down. Oh, fuck. The pressure in my core builds, my insides tingling and spasming with every flick.

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